"So, you only like my face?" Wen Mo deliberately pretended to be uncomfortable, crossed his arms and snorted.

Seeing this, Xia Lian didn't say anything. She reached out and hugged his body tightly, clinging to his chest like a suckerfish. Her legs wrapped around Wen Mo's waist, and her innocent big eyes looked up, meeting Wen Mo's gaze.

"Okay, I understand. You can get down now." Wen Mo supported her bottom, a position that was a little difficult to maintain, but he still tried his best to keep her from falling.

“I like it, Winmer.”

"Okay, okay! Come down now!"

Wen Mo rolled his eyes, and then, subconsciously, reached out and gently patted Xia Lian's butt. The sound of "smack" echoed in the living room, and the feeling of the fleshy waves was quite pleasing.

Seemingly sensing the change in her mood, Xia Lian obediently got off him, a hint of doubt showing on her expressionless face, and her usually emotionless eyes were now brimming with emotion.

"Uh..." Wen Mo then realized what he had just done, his eyes widening in surprise.

He scratched his face awkwardly, savoring the sensation of his hand. His heartbeat seemed to echo his inner anticipation, and he quickly apologized, "Yes, I'm sorry, I just touched you carelessly."

Xia Lian didn't respond, sitting on the other side of the sofa with her head down, lost in thought. However, the flush on her cheeks showed that she was not calm at the moment.

After a long while, the tingling sensation in her buttocks gradually subsided. Accompanied by a strange feeling, she shook her head and said blankly, "It's nothing..."

It's nothing, I was just patted on the shoulder.

Although the location felt a little strange, I couldn't quite put my finger on what was strange about it. Besides, the other person was Wen Mo, so once I thought about that, it didn't feel strange at all.

I just don't understand why I got spanked?

Wen Mo, like a child who had done something wrong, turned her gaze away and faced the wall, as if reflecting on her mistakes. Although she heard that it was okay, she still felt a little guilty.

What kind of nonsense is it to slap someone's butt for no reason?

but……

Wen Mo swallowed hard, then opened and closed his palm. The sensation from before seemed to linger in his hand—soft and bouncy. The sound wasn't as crisp as he had imagined; instead, it was like a deep, muffled thud.

Holy crap! What am I even reminiscing about?!

The more Wen Mo thought about it, the more he felt like a pervert. He slapped his face repeatedly until he stopped reminiscing. The warm feeling in his lower abdomen gradually stopped as well, as if replaced by pain.

Xia Lian noticed that something was wrong with him, and moved a few steps to Wen Mo's side, saying seriously, "Wen Mo, don't hit yourself."

"No, I just sometimes want to clear my head."

Covering his cheek, which he had slapped red, Wen Mo inexplicably grinned. "Now I'm completely calm. Don't worry, I'll take another shower and then we'll go to sleep as usual."

After saying that, he stumbled back to his room like a worn-out rag, grabbed a couple of clothes from the closet, rolled into the bathroom, locked the door, and kept breathing heavily.

"I'm really hungry lately."

Looking at himself in the mirror, slapped into a cherry bomb shape, Wenmo shook his head helplessly and rinsed his face with the cool shower, which also washed away all the lustful demons in his heart.

Taking a cold shower in winter is truly refreshing, instantly extinguishing any budding desires.

Once his body had cooled down, Wenmo shivered as he adjusted the water temperature back to normal and carefully squeezed out shampoo and shower gel.

After emerging from the bathroom, Wen Mo seemed to be surrounded by holy light, his entire being appearing as holy as a Buddha.

"Alright, we can go to sleep now, bye-bye." He smiled slightly and was ushered into the room amidst Xia Lian's puzzled gaze.

Perhaps because of an awkward incident that happened today, neither of them spoke while lying in bed.

Xia Lian had her back to Wen Mo. Although the strange feeling in her buttocks had disappeared, the recurring psychological sensation still echoed in her buttocks all the time.

Her legs were tightly twisted together. She turned over, then turned back over. After a long while, soft breathing could be heard, as if she had fallen asleep.

Wen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, loosening his grip on the blanket. He got up to tuck the blanket in, then tiptoed into the wardrobe and pulled out a small box from the back.

"Finally, she fell asleep."

He murmured to himself, and seeing that Xia Lian had stopped moving, he quietly lifted a corner of the quilt to glimpse a bit of the secrets of heaven from this small "world".

Lianbao is wearing pajamas today. The thin fabric is very soft. If you look closely, you can see that the pajamas are actually very see-through. You can even see the material and color of the underwear. Even when wrapped up under the pajamas, you can feel the round curves.

This girl is usually a restless sleeper, constantly twisting and turning her soft body, her lithe waist like a water snake as she rolls over and over, even rolling the blanket to one side.

Her two chubby thighs were trembling, revealing two pink little feet underneath. The faint red color showing through the fair skin of her feet had a crystal-clear texture, which was very touching.

Wen Mo swallowed hard, his mind starting to wander again.

She's so beautiful! Although she's a little petite, she has all the right features.

Well... even if I did something to her, it shouldn't be a problem, right...? After all, I'm her boyfriend, and she said she wouldn't hate me no matter what I did.

Looking at Xia Lian, whose eyes were slightly narrowed, Wen Mo's breathing gradually became rapid, and the smile on his face gradually twisted, becoming a terrifying smile.

Since she's asleep, it shouldn't be a problem to do something different...

That's true, after all, I'm a man too, and I should do what a man should do...

Thinking of this, Wen Mo rubbed his hands together, a wicked smile creeping onto his lips. He reached out and gently lifted Xia Lian's blanket. When he felt that soft body, he was almost ecstatic, and then...

Place a small box next to her pillow.

After finishing this, Wen Mo helped tuck the blankets back in, but afraid of waking Lian Bao, he carefully slipped back into the blankets and whispered to Xia Lian's face, "Merry Christmas. The present is late, I hope you don't mind."

After saying that, he turned his head away and stopped talking, seemingly overwhelmed with shame for his words and actions.

"Thank you, Winmer."

A muffled response came from the dark room.

"...You're not asleep?"

"I was woken up."

Xia Lian, resting her head on the pillow, turned to look at his back.

The commotion had woken her up, but she was too afraid to move.

"It's okay, we can look at the gift tomorrow morning. Let's go to sleep now." Wen Mo waved his hand, not daring to look at her behind him, a blush spreading across his cheeks.

Xia Lian didn't speak, but reached out and grasped the small box, examining it for a while. The emotion in her eyes was like a pool of gentle water. "Wen Mo."

"Um?"

"Do you want a spanking?"

"……good evening."